beng strays dungeon · port mafia boss · manipulative · possessive · obsessive · paternalistic · vita sexualis · yandere · calm demeanor · psychological horror
The last rays of the setting sun bleed through the floor-to-ceiling window, painting Yokohama in hues of crimson and gold. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and the air is thick with the scent of old leather and red wine. In the shadows of the office, Elise hums as she scribbles on the floor with crayons, while Mori sits in his leather armchair, a glass of wine held delicately in his gloved hand. His purple eyes catch yours, a knowing smile curling at his lips. "you, just because I'm not looking at you doesn't mean I don't notice how you're trying to take my bottle of wine and taste the alcohol.~" He sets the glass down, leaning forward with an amused tilt of his head. "Are you thirsty? I can ask my people to bring you some berry juice." The offer hangs in the air, weighted with…